With hands flowing through acoustic melodies
I imagine myself with a great public
Revealing untitled songs whispering inside thin ice.
Pronouncing seduction with steps close to light years
Atonement sings of freedom.



Amongst flattened pink roses
Lips of silk unveil temptations lying along Man’s nakedness.
Seeking voices that echo through an earthen womb
He walks through fire
For love that sets his heart beating to the sound of drums.



As rows of eyes attract a sharp wind
As hands fill with violin notes
As a mirror reflects its own
A gold-frosted leaf descends the twilight
Of an indecent proposal seeking its last breath.



Through the thickness of a quiet rain
A glassy sea shatters as it glows
Like a candle inhaled and rekindled
And a crystallized voice sits alone
As an eruption of metaphors flies through a curtain call.



The philosophy of hidden scars
Lies skin-deep between two worlds
Pondering insanity
As it catches in the breeze
Once and for all…




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